Hear, hear!
I’ve described before a “Womens’ Liberation” meeting I attended in Berkeley around 1970, as young hippie. My room mate invited me (she later revealed herself as a sex pervert). I was more or less game to check anything out. I went to one or two meetings (free marijuana) and by the end I was utterly disgusted and revolted. The females were screeching angry harpies who wanted to kill babies, hated men, and lusted for other women. That was their entire program. Feminism was not “hijacked” by radicals, it was started by radicals.